A couple of weeks ago, Big A and I marked five years of marriage and a decade of knowing each other. We didn't do anything fancy, but felt the special-ness of the occasion anyway, particularly when we looked back on all that had happened since the year 2000 ended.
Ten years is a long time, and yet it seems so short in other ways. Ten years ago, Big A and I were both enjoying the single life, and seeing each other in addition to other people. Six years ago, we moved in together. Three and a half years ago, Little A came into the world.
So much has happened, and in other ways, so little has changed.
May we be blessed with many more decades together, now we are a family.